In every pa**ing moment
In understanding ties
We spent a lifetime hoping
That everyone's as open
To travelling these lines
Our friend found us by drawing
Drown out these fires
Drown out these cra** demands
Take back these ideas
These words and notes and papers and plans
And in the end
No one even noticed
That this is why we're here
Another day comes
And plasters over everything before
We're still here
We're still here
When your midweek ends like life would
You're a friend that we've not met yet, son
When your midweek ends like life would
You're a friend that we've not met yet, son